This is a totally random post and pretty unrelated to the whole running, fitness, body image thing I have going here but sometimes we gotta branch out!
I am an organ donor. I fully believe that if I am no longer in need of my body, others should be able to take full advantage of what is healthy enough to be used. Easy enough considering that I will be chillin’ in Heaven and won’t actually feel anything that is done to my body.
Donating blood is another story. My mother has always been such a good example for me. As a nurse she realizes the importance of donating blood and does so regularly. I have mentioned before my distaste of hospitals. That includes needles and bloodmobiles. However, I force myself to overcome this uncomfortableness so that I can give the gift of life (and also get a voucher for a free pint of ice cream…yes please!!). I donated regularly while in college. At the end of grad school a series of events took place that kept me from donating blood. I got a tattoo, then went on accutane, then I had guillain-barre.
Enough time has passed that I decided to donate blood today. Because I am a tall woman, they always ask me to do a double red blood cell donation. It takes longer, but they say you actually end up leaving more hydrated then when you came in.
A few facts from The Red Cross website:
- Every two seconds someone in the U.S. needs blood.
- More than 38,000 blood donations are needed every day.
- A single car accident victim can require as many as 100 pints of blood.
- The number of blood donations collected in the U.S. in a year: 16 million (2006).
- The number of blood donors in the U.S. in a year: 9.5 million (2006).
- The number of patients who receive blood in the U.S. in a year: 5 million (2006).
Even though I find it creepy as hell to get on a little bus with people being pricked by needles and then get pricked myself, I realize that if it were my mother, my husband, my sister, my nephew, anyone I loved in that hospital bed needing blood, I would be eternally grateful to the person who donated the blood they needed to keep their life.
“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” -Dr. Seuss